The wind whispers agaisnt my cheek,
The forest path opens up before me,
The smell of grass,
The sun's ray of light,
The chirping of the birds....
Sleeping under the tree, watching the clouds...
The forest path opens up before me,
The smell of grass,
The sun's ray of light,
The chirping of the birds....
Sleeping under the tree, watching the clouds...
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